Please Don't Say You Love Me

"But, what if I'm only using you for my own satisfaction?" He asked, then puffed out the smoke from his lips, "What if I told you that you were just for fun?"

"Then, so be it. I had fun, too, anyways." Lies. It would hurt like a bitch to know that I was just his past time. "I just won't invest my feelings."

Lies, again.

"And if you do?"

"I'll get hurt, and that will be my fault."

He took a few inches closer to me, until there was barely any space left between our lips. He lifted my chin up so I would meet his gaze, "that's it, then."

His warm hands wrapped around the back of my neck, "Just please," I begged as he slowly unbuttoned my shirt, "please don't say you love me."